Tip Toe

Tip toe through the tulips yeah

And lay back with that gentle stare

Hallowed in this land of wonder

Caught within the cloud and thunder

To smell the scent of summer rain

That sweeps across the open plain

For in this life among the dwindle

Humble how it is now that I am nibble

Sweeping gently upon solemn soil

And never given chance to spoil

To feel the rain upon my skin

And see the love that waits within

Through muddy waters there is rot

But I am humbled with what I’ve got

One heart that lingers in with wind

A gentle light a waits therein

To smell the scent of summer flowers

Draw back the moon in evening showers

Glisten twilight into the night

A question born before my sight